Rakes Are More Suspicious Than Honest Men.

Women Are Sometimes Drawn In To Believe Against Probability By The Unwillingness They Have To Doubt Their Own Merit.

Friendly Satire May Be Compared To A Fine Lancet, Which Gently Breathes A Vein For Health's Sake.

O! What A Godlike Power Is That Of Doing Good! I Envy The Rich And The Great For Nothing Else!

By My Soul, I Can Neither Eat, Drink, Nor Sleep; Nor, What's Still Worse, Love Any Woman In The World But Her.

The World, Thinking Itself Affronted By Superior Merit, Takes Delight To Bring It Down To Its Own Level.